Carson's face turned pale as he lay on the ground and played dead.He anxiously stared at Hannah's fair face, now splattered with specks of blood.She seemed like a demon emerging from hell. She exuded a murderous aura. No, this could not be happening! He was hurting all over, and witnessing Jadon's miserable state only intensified his trembling fear.With the final punch delivered to Jadon's stomach, he rolled over, unable to control a bout of vomiting, and spat out a mouthful of blood. Two white molars soaked in saliva floated in the blood.Carson dry-heaved. He wouldn't be able to bear such pain."Jadon, you asshole! Don't blame me for your dirty deeds!" Carson shouted while holding his aching stomach.He turned to Hannah and desperately said, "No, Mrs. Winchester! No, I mean Ms. Emerson! Hear me out! I admit, I'm lustful and a dirty old man! But ... But this Jadon is the true culprit here!"To avoid getting beaten, Carson threw caution to the wind, loudly shouting out
When she decided to go all out, what in this world could stop her? She wasn't afraid of him!After being slapped more than a dozen times in a row, Carson's eyes flashed angrily. The girl who used to be timid and submissive seemed different now. A numbness in his eyes turned into anger, making him more alive.After mumbling a few times, he didn't dare to get angry and shrank into a bundle. It did not matter.Jadon was even more miserable than him."Hannah." Erica straightened up, taking a long breath. The stifling frustration in her couldn't seem to be released. She said with a touch of self-mockery and sadness in her eyes, "Call the police.""Erica, you can't call the police!" Jadon suddenly bounced up, desperately trying to reach out and grab her."Thud!"Hannah raised her foot, nonchalantly kicking him away, frowning and saying, "Stay away from her!"This disgusting man didn't deserve to be near her.Erica glanced at Hannah gratefully, then turned her eyes to Jad
"Are you done?"At this moment, a clear and cold female voice rang out.Erica looked up in the direction of the voice.Standing before her was a graceful and slender figure, exuding a unique feminine gentleness.Yet, there was no trace of timidity. Her posture was upright, elegant, and resolute.It was the kind of demeanor that people yearned to have.Hannah's gaze contained a sharpness that made it difficult to look directly at as she confronted the gossiping women with a cold smile. "If you're really that curious, why not follow us to the police station and get the full story?" she asked.Having lived in the slums for so long, she already knew what these people were like.The people there were always gossipy, vulgar, and adhering to ingrained beliefs.When a woman faced difficulties, it was often assumed that it was due to her dressing too provocatively or adorning herself too extravagantly.If her boyfriend or husband beat her, it had to be because she wasn't good enough f
"What do you think he is, a good person?"Hannah didn't mince words as she dropped several bombshells with a scornful smile. "He's been mingling with classmates outside, just waiting to graduate and get married, to kick Erica away. He's a heartless animal!"The women were instantly stunned."This guy is such garbage!""Erica works hard day and night to earn money to support him, and he turns out to be like this?""Isn't that illegal? I knew this guy wasn't a good person.""He doesn't even know how to be grateful; it's outrageous!"The women gathered together and muttered for a while.Besides satisfying their gossiping desires, they also surrounded Erica and expressed their anger, "Erica, how can you be so easily bullied? You should have given him a piece of your mind long ago!"Erica stared blankly with wide eyes.She couldn't understand why the women who were just blaming her suddenly changed their attitudes.Her neighbor, one of the women who always tried to take advantage
She was a very smart girl. She could see that Hannah was just finding a way to help her. What was all this about accompanying her grandmother and taking care of her? With her abilities and filial piety, how could she not have everything arranged perfectly?It was also probably to prevent her from being criticized for living in the alley.She wanted to find her a quiet place to endure difficult times like these."I'm willing to do so!" Erica nodded as she choked back her tears.She would grasp every bit of goodwill and seize every opportunity to change her fate. She would remember Hannah's help and repay her with all her might.Upon hearing her agreement, Hannah smiled sincerely. Just then, her phone urgently rang."Just as we mentioned my grandmother, she's calling now."Hannah smiled as she glanced at the display screen. She said softly, "Perfect, let me inform my grandmother, and then we'll go.""Ms. Emerson! Ms. Emerson! Please come quickly! Your grandma had a heart
Hannah's eyes showed a teary glimmer as Molly raised her hand, gently patting her back with effort and tenderness. Her palm carried a lingering scent of nostalgia.Initially restless in her sleep, Hannah found solace in the gentle pats. "Hannah has been a very determined person since childhood. I know that I can't sway her. Fortunately, you are a good child ..."Molly sighed with emotion. "Darren, I entrust Hannah to you. Take good care of her. This child … for every kindness she receives, she feels the need to reciprocate it tenfold. Don't let her down." In fact, Molly was only in her sixties. In the upper echelons of society, most women at this age were immersed in beauty treatments, appearing radiant without too many wrinkles on their faces. However, Molly's hair had turned white, and her face bore wrinkles, exuding an air of old age. The conversation sounded more like a plea for her care."I will definitely take good care of her and not disappoint her. Grandma, you mus
Hannah and Darren exchanged a glance.Something wasn't right.Molly was a relatively easygoing old lady. She was quite open-minded most of the time. So, what could be the reason for her refusal to leave West Lane and the apparent neglect of her health?"Grandma, we're family. Is there anything we can't talk about? You've raised me, and you're my closest relative. Even I shouldn't keep secrets from you, right?" Hannah spoke softly and rested her head on Molly's shoulder."You ... You knew how to handle me well, you're indeed the child I raised." Molly sighed in resignation as she softened her gaze.She had lost her husband in her early years and her daughter in her middle age, leaving her with only one granddaughter. She raised her by her own hands. This granddaughter was now her only family and the most important person in her life.Unable to resist her granddaughter's plea, Molly relented. "Fine, there's nothing we can't talk about."This was an old story. Molly had a son
Hannah keenly felt her significance in Darren's heart, sensing that she was loved and cherished as she was held delicately in his hands."You're great too. For me, you're also the best," she said softly. Her ears turned slightly pink as she wrapped her arms around his lean waist. Living two lifetimes taught her the value of being resolutely chosen and cared for, thanks to him. He stood before her, always shielding her from danger, regardless of how capable she appeared.A man like Darren …She hugged him tightly, oblivious to the restrained look in his eyes."It's my honor."Darren chuckled softly. He pressed her gently against the wall. He placed his large palm on her back, providing her a shield from the cold surface. His other hand delicately lifted her chin. Face to face, his eyes caught the glow from the corridor lights."Can I kiss you, Your Majesty?" he asked in a hoarse and restrained voice. Hannah took charge with a slight smirk.Her arms wrapped around his